Well, its been a while and quite alot to update on, so i'll try and remember everything i have done.

We left Lima, and headed to Huacachina, a tiny desert Oasis about a 6 hour bus ride south of Lima. Once their we took a dune buggy tour of all the massive sand dunes in the desert, driving over, round and through them for a couple of hours, in a buggy with very little, or so it seemed, suspension. After that We got out some sandboards and decided to throw ourselves down the dunes at excessive speeds, often falling over. So the next few days were spent trying to wash sand out of my hair and rid all my clothes of it, a task i have only really completed now.

At that time we also got a bus to Cusco, a nice 16 hour journey, of which only 1 was spent asleep. The first few days in Cusco Simon and Andrew reacted unfavourably to the altitude and the Alpaca meal which was served on the coach, and spent most of that time in bed, whilst I, with some friends we know from London, decided to sign myself up for a bungee jump. So the next day i found myself 120m above solid ground with a massive elastic band strapped very tightly to my ankles standing on a tiny ledge waiting for a Peruvian man to tell me to jump to what every bone in my body thought would be my impending death. 5 seconds later and i was bouncing around completely clueless as to whether i was falling or rising of anything. Basically, in the end though, it was one of the most incredible things i have done, and am really looking forward to doing another jump in the future. I have some pictures of my jump taken from the ground, and also a video which was taken by the man who was up with me, so will try and whack them up soonish.

After a couple to nights of going out and 'seeing' the town, one of which was Michael's, an Irish guy we first met in Mexico, birthday which turned very very blurry for him and most people involved. Then we headed to Aguascalientes on the train to ready ourselves for an ascent of Machu Picchu.

The next morning we arose earlier than the crack of dawn, chucked ourselves on a bus and headed to Machu Picchu. Once their we found a great spot to watch the sunrise casting a beautiful glow over the ruins...this was not to be as it was f*ing over one of the mountains from a different angle, same f*ing story. So me and Simon decided we would then climb the half hour, steeply uphill steps to the top of Wayna Picchu the mountain which is behind Machu Picchu ruins in all those fog free post-card snaps you always associate Machu Picchu with. Once at the top, struggling for Oxygen we managed to capture a couple to pictures of the ruins in half their glory (the other half was, yes, covering in bloody fog), stayed up the top for a while, and then started our descent, during which the fog finally lifted and we managed to get some good photos of us, sweating buckets, with the ruins in the background. Will try and put the photos up when the bungee ones go up. Also to makes things even more annoying, there is a really cool passport stamp you can get at the Machu Picchu gate, but not, obviously, on the day we decided to go up, as it had been 'misplaced'.

After the interesting day at Machu Picchu we headed back to Cusco and then onto Puno, we we did a tour of the floating 'islands' and then a little walk over one of the real islands on Lake Titicaca.

The next day, and another early start, i headed to La Paz, where i am currently, whilst Simon and Andrew, not wanting to go to Bolivia (losers) headed of to explore Chile.

Will try and update soon, with all the awesome stuff i am bound to do in Bolivia,and put up the photos. I trust everything is good with everyone, and hope that someone reads this cos it took a long time to write on these rubbish South America keyboards.